Let the mountains return to the sea, and the beauty return to Bei'an.
From the time the sun rises to the time it sets, there is an interval of twelve hours. From the spring breeze to the snow falling, there is an interval of twelve months. However, I haven't seen your back for a long time until tonight.
Midsummer is always a time full of hope, and the garden is full of roses mixed with roses blooming wantonly. Yotsuba also appeared and disappeared on the ground. The countdown and conic section equations on the blackboard in the classroom always tug at the hearts of young people.
Our story rises with the September sun. That morning I asked for your name. Then write it over and over again.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
